(feat. Rachel) 



[talking] 

Food on the table, see when I became a man 

I realized, it wasn't about what these niggas was 

Saying about me, it wasn't about what these hoes 

Was saying about me, it was about me staying focused 

And making my dreams come true 



[Lil' O] 

They say don't work you don't eat, it's a fact of life 

And niggas like me, got appetites 

Sometimes you got a chance it, and snatch the dice 

And say fuck friends, if they ain't acting right 

Never look back, till you get your assets right 

Make these niggas be like yeah, dog your ass was right 

Cause the streets slay us up, like a sacrifice 

All my niggas dead and gone, in they afterlife 

But I recall when they said, I was acting shife 

Cause I stay one deep, in my Lac tonight 

From the grind nigga, trying to make my stash look right 

Lil nigga big dreams, all I had was Christ 

To just, listen to my pain (heey) 

I'm a hustla, I ain't in it for the fame 

Can't you see, I'm trying to get a little change 

Why you niggas, won't let me do my thang 

But fuck y'all though 



[Hook x2: Lil' O & Rachel] 

Cause as long, as I'm able 

To always put food, on the table 

(I'll be alright) 

See as long, as I'm able 

To always put food, on the table 

(I'll stay on my grind) 



[Lil' O] 

See it's two choices in life, win or lose 

I said I make my own way, I will bend the rules 

Keep my eyes on the prize, never tend to lose 

Be careful bout the broads, and the friends I choose 

Cause they extra baggage 

But fuck these niggas dog, get your cabbage 

They just gon hate, cause you extra lavish 

But I'm a guerilla, so I'm extra savage 

It's hard to hit me, when I'm lonely I know God is with me 

And if I gotta kill a few niggas, then Lord forgive me 

Cause desperately, y'all gon tell me 

To go get the glock and lick shots, till all is empty 

Respect the game, I went from the Houpe to the Lexus Range 

If your broad chose me, then check your dame 

Fat Rat with the Cheese, man respect the name 

It get's no realer 



[Hook x2] 



[Lil' O] 

See I don't got no friends 

Cause ain't nobody here, when I ain't got no ends 

And won't nobody roll, if I ain't got no Benz 

Sometimes I feel, like I ain't got no win 

I ain't got no girl, I ain't got no hoes 

Cause they ain't there, when I ain't got no dough 

And they won't bop, if I ain't got no shows 

Sometimes I feel like, I ain't got no soul 

All I have, is the Lord Sweet Jesus 

Help me wage war, with the non-believers 

These niggas want me dead, for numerous reasons 

But through faith in you, Lord I'm still here breathing 

Strive and achieving, hoes not leaving 

Boys throwing slugs at me, I'm bobbing and weaving 

Much love to my niggas, that committed no treason 

Fuck everybody else, this is what I believe in 



[Hook x2] 



[Rachel] 

I'll be alright, I'll be alright 

Stay on my grind, you'll be alright 

Stay on your grind, cause it'll be alright 

Alright, alright, alright 

Oooh-oooh, stay on your grind, heey